cold coffee.

ch. 5

It became a daily practice,

to stop at the corner store everyday after

I got off work at the 

production studio. 

It had been a week of me doing so. 

I would wait impatiently to leave, just at the hopes I might see you 

again. 

It was raining when I left, 

by the time I got to the shop I was soaked. 

You didn't lift your head when I had walked in. 

Still hunched over your laptop, looking stressed

Then I noticed the lack of coffee next to you. 

I sighed a little, and walked over to the coffee station 

pouring you one and getting myself a hot chocolate. 

Then, I sat next to you. Sliding the hot coffee over to you. 

You looked slightly started but relaxed once you saw it was me,

"I noticed you didn't have a coffee. So,  I got you one." 

You smiled.

My heart stuttered.

"Thank you." you said and I nodded. 

"Um, I don't know how you like your coffee, so here. " I pulled sugar and 

cream packets out of my pocket and you giggled softly. 

"Just sugar." You said grabbing one and pouring it in the black liquid. 

We sat in silence for a minute and you took a sip of the coffee, 

your shoulders sunk and a content smile spread across your face. 

"Chan, you didn't need to do this, you know that right?" 

I nodded and shrugged, "Like I said, you didn't have one and you looked stressed." 

You shook your head and chuckled a little. 

"Did you get coffee?" You motioned to my own cup. 

I cringed, "No, I don't like coffee." 

Your jaw dropped, like you couldn't believe what you just heard. 

I laughed and shrugged. 

We sat in silence again. 

"Jeongin?"

"Yes, Chan?" 

"Why do you like coffee so much?" 

You took a second before saying, "It makes me feel warm." 

You smiled at me and I smiled too. 

That day,

we left together. 

You lectured me about coffee as I dropped you off at your apartment. 

You insisted I come in, 

but I refused.

Then, 

you gave me your number. 

Every nerve in my body blazed with an unquenching fire. 

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